I Rely on Cultivating Immortals To Spread All Over the World

At ten o'clock in the morning, Shengshi Department Store in City A.

Since the door opened at nine o'clock, many young girls have emerged inside and outside the mall, with various aids on their heads, looking forward to and excited.

Later, because there were too many people, the guardrail on the second floor was crowded with people.

Nan Yue had no choice but to go up one floor, sat on the bench next to the escalator on the third floor, glanced at the huge poster hanging in the center of the mall, and looked down at his phone.

She was looking through various social accounts of her original body, as well as the circle of friends and alumni of the space, and deleted those that should be deleted, and those that should be canceled would be directly canceled.

In the end, Weibo is left, which is more troublesome.

Because the original body is a full-fledged star-chasing girl, it has only been opened for less than a year, and the number of Weibo has reached four figures.

Thinking that even if this account is regarded as a trumpet, if it becomes popular in the future, it will be picked up by others, so Nan Yue still patiently looked through each item.

The setting that she is Sheng Jingheng's only fan still needs to be kept, so it can't be deleted completely, just delete some early naive remarks, and then unfollow a few people.

After deleting and deleting, a message popped up.

Tong Xiaolu: You actually advanced again! ? congratulation!

Seeing this name, some images flashed through Nan Yue's mind. After he paused with his fingers, he switched to the WeChat interface and replied with two words - thank you.

Tong Xiaolu seemed to think that she would post something else, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see the next article, so she had no choice but to post another sentence: "Then you continue to work hard!"

This time, Nanyue simply replied with the word "yes", and then, as expected, there was no new news.

Looking at the quiet mobile phone, Nanyue felt some strange emotions surging in her heart, and she suppressed it without thinking about it, feeling a little annoyed.

Tong Xiaolu is a classmate of Yuanshen Art School, the only person in the class who doesn't bully or isolate her.

For this reason, the original body still relied on Tong Xiaolu for a while, but later found that Tong Xiaolu could not help her, and would even consciously avoid when her classmates bullied her, and then acted as if nothing happened the next day Same thing.

And Tong Xiaolu has many friends, from her class, from other classes, former junior high school classmates, and so on.

Being able to talk to the original body is just because of his soft temper and sympathy for the original body.

But even so, Tong Xiaolu was also the only one who sent a congratulatory message after Nanyue successfully advanced.

At this moment, Nanyue suddenly understood Yuanshen's feeling of not wanting to live.

After quitting WeChat, Nan Yue lowered his eyes and continued to delete Weibo with a cold face.

After deleting nearly half of the Weibo numbers, another text message popped up, reminding her that her data is running out, and if she continues to use it, she will be charged directly.

While regretting why he didn't use the wifi in the hotel, Nanyue quickly turned off the data and quit the APP, and then he was relieved.

Making money is imminent.

005 was quiet for half the morning, and finally couldn't bear it now.

【Host, how do you plan to make money? 】

【Is there anything you can't do? Or Xiao Wu, can you help me? 】

[No, if the host needs it, spirit stones can be exchanged for luck bonus items! 】

Luck bonus?

Nanyue raised his eyebrows, and instead of asking how many spirit stones it needed, he asked another question.

[After the luck bonus, can buying a lottery ticket 100% win the jackpot? 】

[There will be an 80% chance of winning, regardless of size. 】

That is to say, there is still a 20% chance of not winning the lottery. Even if you do win the lottery, it may be dozens or hundreds of small prizes.

[Xiao Wu, next time you use something like this to deceive people, don't bring it up to scold you. 】

Nan Yue casually put the phone in his pocket, and when he raised his eyes, his black eyes lit up: "Here we come."